She Was Different...

She was a different sort. She had blonde hair and the bluest eyes you ever saw. When you looked into her eyes, you would melt. She had a different way about her that made some swoon. She wasn't for everyone, she knew in her heart, she only wanted those she could call her own to come to her. When she opened her mouth to speak, her voice sounded melodious like a bell. When she thoughtfully touched her hair, it would make you smile, blush, or feel your own. Her lips were a crimson pink, and she wore a soft perfume.